"I know. Of course I know that when it comes to torture, it's the young master of the Jin family, the only son of Mrs. Rosalind, who used to have a hard hand, who is better at it."

As Mo Xiuze said, he motioned to his subordinates to open the black suitcase he had brought with him.

Jin liefeng didn't seem to see the actions of the people beside him. He just stared at Mo Xiuze like a wild animal. His momentum was still arrogant and domineering, just like the rope he was tied with, which was just a bracelet used to decorate a woman's wrist. He didn't care at all.

"At the beginning, I shouldn't let you go!" Jin liefeng stares at him coldly: "when I catch you in the Imperial Palace, I will kill you!"

All the men who covet Ruan Xiaomo should die!

What's more, this is the man who once occupied that woman's heart for a period of time!

That set of men's wedding dress, the words on the design draft, are a thorn in his heart!!!

Mo Xiuze just turned around and said, "it's a pity that I'm late. I'm still alive, and I'm living well."

His tone was gentlemanly and gentle, as if he was just talking to people with ordinary relations.

Just the next step, he took out a tube of injection from the open suitcase, but it was chilling.

The tip of the needle stands up, the thumb presses the end of the needle tube, slightly presses it up, forces a little air out of the needle tube, and squeezes out a drop of crystal clear injection. At the top of the needle tip, a round one, solidifies for a moment, and then slides down the needle tip.

Jin liefeng didn't look at the tube of injection, but carefully looked at Mo Xiuze who was clean and tidy in front of him.

He stared at the tip of the needle with an attentive expression. His back was straight and straight. The style of the drawstring at the hem of his shirt tightened the drawstring, which was loosely tightened at the waist and abdomen.

Mo Xiuze seems to be an artist whose hands have never been stained with blood, rather than a schemer who planned a trap.

"I saw the bullet go into your heart." He suddenly did not continue the topic just now, but talked about another, "unless your heart is on the other side of the ventricle, otherwise, you should die, absolutely die!"

Mo Xiuze's heart can not be biased. After Mo Xiuze was taken away from the Imperial Palace by his family members, his people were placed in the hospital. All the inspection reports of Mo Xiuze were monitored by someone in the imperial palace.

His heart is in a normal position and everything is normal.

Smell speech, Mo Xiuze's facial expression tiny invisible ground stagnates, very quickly, he smiles to Piao to come over again.

"Shall I say I'm sorry?"

Mo Xiuze turned to him with the needle almost ready. The temperature of his eyes was cold, but his tone was still polite.

"I didn't die. I really let you down."

As soon as the words fell, the tube of injection was inserted into the blood vessel on Jin liefeng's arm.

"I've learned some basic medical knowledge. I can handle all the sensitive agents in this box myself."

Mo Xiuze focused on injection and spoke slowly.

Sensitive agent. It was used to torture some people with very tight mouth before kW.

Even those who have been under the pressure of life and death for a long time on the battlefield, or who lick blood with the blade, can't bear it.

Not to mention, what he has on hand is the latest injection, which is tens of times more effective than before.

Jin liefeng pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "it seems that after you escaped from death, you are not so well. It's better to die in the sea at the beginning!"

A rich young man, not a medical major, needs to understand these things after that.

Now, even if you look bright and have the upper hand for a while, you can see that this man is not comfortable for more than a year.

Mo Xiuze finished a tube of injection, should have pulled out the needle.

But as soon as his face sank, he thrust the needle into half the depth and pressed it down suddenly -

Jin liefeng's muscles instinctively tightened, but he couldn't stop the force of piercing the muscles.

From the eye of the needle, his arm was pierced by a sharp needle without hindrance!

"If I had died in the sea at the beginning, Xiaomo, she would have been kept in the dark by you, played by you, cheated and imprisoned by you?"

The gentleman's face just now seemed to be torn by something.

Mo Xiuze's handsome face became gloomy.

His eyes, like obsidian, were filled with deep hatred.

"Jin liefeng, if you don't die, I won't!" Mo Xiuze pressed the needle deeply into his muscle, stared at him and said, "I won't watch you destroy her for the second time!"

He didn't want to recall what kind of life he had after he thought she was really dead.

What kind of mood is it when I find out that she is not dead, but she has a mental breakdown and is crazy.

Jin liefeng, damn it!

This man should die!

It is this man who has hurt the person he likes again and again, forcing the person he likes!It is this man who let him know that the weak are shameful!

In the face of unjust betrayal for no reason, he can't argue for the person he likes. He looks at the devil. In the hospital ward, in front of him, he forces Xiaomo to take the initiative to get close to him, but he can't stop it.

He saw that when Mingming was about to escape, the devil came on the cruise ship again. Even though he blocked and protected Xiaomo, and took his own life to protect her, it didn't help.

When he fell into the sea, he just thought that he was sorry for the girl he wanted to protect.

One life can't get her freedom and happiness.

His incompetence and not strong enough, let her fall into the hands of the devil again!

Jin liefeng just clenched his teeth. After the pain passed, he just looked up at the man in front of him provocatively.

"Ruan Xiaomo loves me!" His eyes flashed bloodthirsty and cruel, and belong to the winner of the high, "you think torture me, can let her like you?"

"She doesn't love you!" Mo Xiuze quickly pulled out the needle, clenched his fist and smashed it on Jin liefeng's face, "you hurt her again and again! Slander her again and again! A selfish and violent man like you doesn't deserve to say love

Jin liefeng's face turned to the side when he hit him.

He decided for a moment, then Pooh, spit out a mouthful of blood.

Turning his head, Jin liefeng raised his lips.

"The strength is good. It's a little bit better than before!"

Mo Xiuze's eyes darkened, but his mood calmed down.

He reached out and the people next to him immediately brought a basin of clean water.

He put his hand into the basin, and his fist was stained with the blood on Jin liefeng's face, which immediately spread in the water.

Mo Xiuze washed his hands and glanced coldly at Jin liefeng.

"People like you don't deserve Xiao Mo's love, and she doesn't love you either. You believe in the illusion that you are forced to deceive yourself with means?"